Sir promised me a reward after I showed off my naked breasts and spank marks on my buttocks in front of the entire beach while wearing only thongs.
"But first, I'm going to finish putting on the sunscreen," he said as he sat up, looking down at me lying on my back on the towel. "We don't want the delicate skin on your boobs to get burned, do we?" Sir chuckled, reaching for the sunscreen bottle.
I giggled, knowing that was just an excuse to fondle my breasts in public. "No, we definitely don't want that."
I closed my eyes and felt the warmth of the sun on my skin as Sir began applying the sunscreen, starting at my feet and slowly working his way up my legs.
He made extra sure to massage the lotion into every inch of my inner thighs, his fingers brushing against my labia as he worked his way higher.
This tease continued as he moved his hands to my stomach. His touch was becoming more intimate with each stroke until his right hand slipped under the edge of my bikini bottoms.
With agonizing slowness, he traced his fingers along the curves of my hips until he finally reached my aching pearl. I gasped in pleasure as his fingertips stroked my sensitive bud with a firm yet gentle touch. The throbbing soon became unbearable, and I arched my back, silently begging for more.
His fingertips reached downward, across my swollen labia, spreading the wetness all around but never dipping inside. It was driving me insane! I even considered grabbing his hand and guiding it into my molten depths. But I resisted, knowing he would undoubtedly punish me with orgasm denial.
It was pure torture. The fact that there were people around us who could see how I battled to restrain myself only made me more desperate to cum. I even wished they would come closer, imagining the thrill of being watched as Sir removed my skimpy bikini bottoms, exposed my slutty pussy, and fingered me to climax right there on the beach.
The bastard showed no signs of relenting, continuing to tease me mercilessly with his fingers dangerously close to my pulsating core. His playful smirk told me he was enjoying every moment of this seductive game we were playing.
"Please," I whimpered, wanting to feel his fingers inside me, filling me completely.
"Hmm," he murmured. "So impatient."
I looked up at him with puppy eyes, hoping that my innocent gaze would convince him to give me what I wanted. But he smirked and said, "I enjoy watching you squirm."
"Please, please! I will do anything you want, just… please."
My body trembled, yearning for release, as I shamelessly begged. I was so horny that I didn't care that the sunscreen on his hands would probably cause a burning sensation inside my pussy. All I wanted was to cum.
"Such a greedy little slut you are," Sir chuckled as he pulled back his hand, denying me the pleasure. The pleasure he promised!
I pouted, which only made him smile even wider. "Patience," he whispered. "I have something even better in mind for you."
His warm hands traced up my abdomen again, making me shiver with unquenched need. He took his time caressing my breasts, teasing me with gentle touches and light squeezes as he applied sunscreen.
I squirmed under his touch, pressing my thighs together, trying to relieve the growing ache between my legs. It didn't work.
"Let's have a dip in the cool water," Sir said as he got up from the beach towel, extending his hand to help me up.
I hesitantly took his hand, frustrated that he didn't deliver on the promise.
"Don't make that face," he said as we walked toward the ocean.
"What face?" I snapped.
He chuckled and said, "Of a kid who didn't get their ice cream."
I rolled my eyes, and he playfully splashed water at me, causing me to shriek. He knew I'd get him back, so he threw himself into the water and laughed as he swam away from me. I chased after him, knowing I had little chance of catching up due to my poor swimming skills.
Suddenly, he turned around, his knee-shivering smile widening as he began swimming back towards me. When he reached me, he grabbed my hand, pulling me closer to him.
As we floated in the water, I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist, feeling his erection press against me. He was just as turned on as I was! A smug smile played on my lips as I kissed him, pushing my body against his.
"I want to fuck you in the ocean," he whispered huskily against my lips.
"Oh," was all I could manage to say. "But how?"
"Let's get back to the shallow waters," he suggested.
"Okay," I replied, unsure how it would be possible to have sex with the waves crashing around us.
As we made our way towards the shallows, I asked, "Did you ever have sex in the ocean before?"
He chuckled softly. "Yeah, with my ex."
Unlike me, she was a free spirit who was always willing to try new things. I knew he was with me for a reason, but I always felt like I was competing with her.
Sir stopped, the water reaching to his waist as he turned to face me. I placed my hands on his shoulders, and as my feet touched the sandy ocean floor, the water reached up to my chest. His hands rested on my hips as we stood there.